Crimson Concerto — текст песни (General Surgery)

My lurking want, for carnal sins
Your flesh my desire
And to cleanse my violin
Your throat I slit
And yet I need no help to cure
My sanious abuse
A single jerk, is all it needs
To bring me to my climax,
And to bring you to your knees
You`re all I want, my corpses to be
My music incomplete
Until I bathe my strings in thee
`Tis not for fun,
I feed on death
It provides me with the tunes I play
I give you but the best

A price to pay, but not a fee
One human more or less
Is quite indifferent to me
You`ll find my strings around your neck
Your flesh will tense and start to break
Your blood will spurt and drench my hands
To give my notes a certain clang
My violin I scrub and wax
But not with polish, soap or varnish
A finer substance I recquire
I soak it in human carnage
Soaking, dampening my strings
Bathing the wood of my precious violin
Laughing, whistling as I work
Immersing my life in the sogginess of your blood...